Chapter 22: Wedding day
When I woke up, I automatically knew exactly what day it was and a smile appeared on my face. I knew Tristan would be up and gone before me so I wasn’t shocked to find myself in bed alone.
I wiped my eyes and pulled the covers off of me. I sent all the invitations out a week ago. That was set. My dress was going to arrive here soon. I let Lindsey keep it until this day so Tristan wouldn’t see it.
I looked at the time. three o six. I went into the bathroom and took a shower and washed my hair and then blow dried it.
The doorbell rang and I went to answer the door. I looked out the window first and saw that it was Lindsey holding my dress and she was dressed in her red dress and Leah and Ronnie were right behind her.
I smiled and opened the door. “Lindsey! You look amazing. Oh my god.” I hugged her and she giggled and then looked at Leah. “Like her dress? I used that number you gave me and called her and got her the same dress. Just a little bigger because of her stomach.” Leah playfully hit Lindsey.
“Is Dean coming?”
“Yes. He said he’ll meet us there later with Alicia and Jonathan.”
“The flower girl and the ring barrier.” I said clapping. Ronnie smiled and hugged me and then looked around the house. “Damn. Accountants really make that much?”
I nodded. “Right. That’s exactly what I said.”
“Okay. Okay. Enough talk. We have three hours until this wedding, let’s get you dressed.” Lindsey said. Leah squealed.
“Right! I’ll just…stay here I guess!” Ronnie yelled. Leah giggled as I led them to me and Tristan’s room.”
They both looked around in complete awe. Leah sat on me and Tristan’s bed. “And this is where the magic happens.”
I blushed and then rolled my eyes.
I took off my robe and then put on my black strapless bra and my black panties from Victoria’s secret and then I put the dress on and looked in the mirror. I wanted to cry. It was so beautiful. Lindsey smiled as she looked in the mirror next to me. “You really look amazing, Jenna.” She said. I nodded too. I put on the diamond necklace that Tristan bought for me two months ago and diamond earrings I bought two weeks ago.
Lindsey did my hair while Leah did my makeup. Red lipstick. Black eyeliner. That’s all I needed. My hair was curly and hanging down my back. A couple of pieces in the front were pinned to the back. Leah smiled and looked to Lindsey who also smiled.
I slipped on the heels and finally felt like this is it. Within hours, I’m going to be married. Me and Tristan were getting married in a hotel and the reception will be outside at a park.
We arrived at the hotel and only a couple of guests were there already. Me, Leah, April, Daeton, Lindsey and Ronnie were all in hotel room waiting. Lindsey stuck two small flowers into my hair and put my veil on.
“You look great, sis.” Ronnie said smiling. I smiled. “Thank you. I thought I would be nervous but I’m not.” I said.
“That’s good.” April said adjusting her red dress. Yes. She’s also my bridesmaid. I took a deep breath and looked back in the mirror. There were red and white flower in my hair. I adjusted them to make sure they wouldn’t fall out. Dean soon arrived with Alicia who was wearing a cute white dress with a red lace bow going around the middle. She had red flowers in her bun. Jonathan was dressed in a little black suit with a white button down shirt underneath with a red tie.
“You guys ready?” Lindsey asked. I nodded. We all walked out and everyone except me, April, Lindsey and Leah, Alicia and Jonathan went in to sit down while we went through another entrance. Alicia went through first. She had roses in a basket and threw them down the aisle.
Then Jonathan carried the ring on a black silk pillow down the aisle. Lindsey smiled with tears in her eyes. “Okay. This is us.” She whispered. I nodded. I wasn’t nervous but tears came to my eyes anyway. But I welcomed them.
April walked out first slowly... Her walks matching the sound of the music being played by a professional pianist.
I just became nervous. Fuck me. Leah smiled at me before turning and walking out next. A few seconds later…..Lindsey walked out and I knew it was my time. I wish I had my dad with me but I knew he would tear Tristan apart if he was here. I closed my eyes and inhaled and then opened them as I slowly walked out. All eyes were on me. Fuck. I hated being the center of attention but I should have expected this.
I smiled at my mom as I passed her and she smiled back. Tears were in her eyes as she stared at me. I looked forward to Tristan who as always was sexy and at this moment, I just wanted our damn honeymoon to start already.
Don’t cry, Jenna Robinson. Don’t cry. You don’t want to fuck up your make up.
As I got closer, Tristan’s eyes were staring into mine and he had a sexy crooked smile on his face. Oh fuck. I just came undone.
Really? I’m actually wet during my wedding? Thanks a lot for smiling, Tristan.
I stepped up on the stairs with him and stared into his eyes. He smirked and looked at the pastor who said the usual words of Matrimony.
“Do you, Tristan Niles take Jenna to have and to hold through sickness and through health for as long as you both shall live?” He asked.
Tristan nodded. “Fuck yes. I do.” That caused a couple of people to giggle in the audience.
The Pastor smiled and then looked to me. “And do you Jenna promise to always be faithful and to love Tristan as long as you both shall live?” I smiled. “I do.” I said weakly.
“I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may...”
My lips were on Tristan’s before the pastor could even finish. Tristan took me in his arms and kissed me back with just as much force.
“Well…alright.” The pastor said as he clapped. Everyone then stood up and cheered and clapped loudly.
We were hugged and kissed before we got out of the hotel to go to the reception. It was dark by the time we got there. The music was blaring loudly. Much to Tristan’s distaste but I helped him get over it. Sean, Carl and Nate were sitting at a table away from everyone else. Me and Tristan walked over. My hand was in his. “Hey guys.” I said.
“Well, well. Mr. and Mrs. Tristan Niles. How’s the married life?” Sean asked.
“Doesn’t feel any different.” I said shrugging.
“Tristan?” Sean asked.
Tristan shrugged. “Feels the same to me but…more official.” He said.
Sean leaned forward and looked up to me as “Heat of the moment” came on. “Really? No Nirvana? Come on, Niles.” He said looking at me. I shrugged.
“You can have it at your wedding.” I said.
Sean scoffed. “What wedding?”
My mom came over and hugged me and then Tristan. “Finally, you’re married!” She had a gleam in her eyes.
“Dad isn’t here?” I asked already knowing the answer.
My mom’s face fell. “He didn’t want to come but it’s alright. I’m here.” She said. I nodded and put on a fake smile for her.
I looked over and Lindsey was dancing with Dean and he was twirling her around and talking to her. I’m glad to see everyone having such a good time. “Oh, wine. I need that. I’ll be back.” My mom said heading toward the wine table. I rolled my eyes and felt my hand being tugged.
“Want to go somewhere for a second?” Tristan asked in my ear. I nodded and tagged along as he led me away from the party and somewhere more quiet. An old building wasn’t too far away. Tristan pressed me up against it and looked at me with fire in his eyes. Not in a bad way. I could feel intense heat between us as I looked up at him. “You’re mine.” He whispered.
I nodded as he leaned his head down and his lips made contact with mine and he used his lips to part mine and tugged on my bottom lip softly. I moaned and he pressed himself harder against me so I could feel his erection. “Jenna,” He whispered softly.
I looked up at him. “I need you.” He said nodding.
“I need you too.” I whispered back. Tristan lifted my dress and lifted my leg up to his waist and he softly grinded his erection against my wet panties.
“Oh…..Please, Tristan. Please.” I whispered and he grinded harder secretly enjoying my anguish. I needed him so bad right now. He just didn’t understand.
“Please what?” He asked in that irresistible warm melty voice.
“Please. I need you.”
“Need me to what?” He asked smirking with amusement. I hated when he teased me. “Do something to me. Anything. I just need a release so bad.” I whispered. My real voice was trembling and was in desperate need right now.
Tristan smiled crookedly. “Jenna, Jenna, Jenna, how could you be so wet right now with all of our family and friends hardly 3 yards from us?”
I shook my head. “I don’t know. You smiled and then…I just broke down as always.”
He smiled and grinded harder. He let out a soft groan while still staring in my eyes. I closed my eyes enjoying the friction between us. I could cum right now but I was desperately holding it in. I really wanted him to actually fuck me.
“What’s wrong? Is this not good enough?” He asked with that smart ass smirk still painted on his face.
I nodded my head. “Tristan it’s so damn good but I need more. Please.” I said breathless.
“You don’t want to wait until we get to our beach house?”
I shook my head. Tristan smiled and leaned down to kiss me and his tongue traced my bottom lip before he pulled back. “Well unfortunately for you, sweetheart, I do.” He let go of my leg and backed away from me still smirking. I stomped up to him and hit his arm. “I hate you!” I said.
“Oh come on! You just married me. You can’t hate me already.”
“Well I do.” I said stomping away from him. I felt his arms grab me from behind and he nipped at my ear and it had me giggling. “You hate me?” He asked in my ear.
“Mmh. I don’t think so.” I answered.
He smiled. “Thought so. Let’s get back to the fucking party.”
He dragged me back to the reception. The song “Dream on came on and I pulled Tristan to the dance floor.
He shook his head. “I don’t dance, sweetheart.”
“This is our day. Dance with me.” I said pouting like a two year old.
Tristan shook his head.
“It’s a shame I can get you to marry me but not dance with me.” I said.
“You have a hell of a point, Mrs. Niles.” He said. I smiled at my new name. Dream on isn’t really a song to dance slowly to but Tristan pulled me to him holding me like there was no one else in the room. It was a seductive look he kept giving me as he slowly danced with me.
A seductive dark look as if he had plans for me later. And he smiled in amusement as if he just read my thoughts. It didn’t scare me; it just made me yearn for him more.
He leaned in to whisper in my ear, “Don’t leave me, Jenna. Okay? Don’t you ever fucking leave me.”
I nodded. “I won’t I promise I won’t.” I replied. I know Tristan had commitment issues and the last thing he needed was for him to finally commit to me and then I break his heart.
Tristan looked back down at me with a dark seductive look in his eyes.
Like he wanted to eat me.
Not a bad idea. I wanted to be eaten by him.
Stop it, Jenna. You got to be the good lady-like girl in front of the guests. You can be the sexual girl he turned you into later. There was plenty of time for that.
“Why do you keep looking at me like you want to eat me?” I asked.
Tristan smirked. “Because I do.” He answered simply. A small smile appeared on my face and Tristan traced his thumb against my bottom lip as he looked at me. “You are fifty shades of beautiful.” He whispered.
I snickered. “You’re not funny. This isn’t that situation so stop trying to make it that way.”
“Thought I’d give it a try. Make you laugh.”
I stared up at him. This question about to explode out of my mouth. “Have you ever thought of being a Dominant?” I asked.
Tristan nodded without hesitation. “Oh I’ve thought about it many many times. In fact, that was the first thing I thought about when I saw you.”
He nodded. “But…I could tell that you wouldn’t be into that sort of thing. Although I still fantasize about it day after day.”
“No. I would be terrible at that. I wouldn’t be so keen on the rules and I’d try to change them. I’d just end up messing it all up.”
Tristan smiled. “Which is why I’m happy with the position you have now. As officially mine.”